Yes~ At long last I have finished the third and final chapter of this :) I hope this is okay... I've changed it so much... I still dunno if it's alright... Care to leave a review telling me? *puppy eyes*

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Disclaimer: As always, I don't own any of the characters mentioned. MEIKO and Hatsune Miku belong to Crypton, and... I dunno who MEITO and Hatsune Mikuo belong to -w-'

Meito P.O.V.

"Ugh..."

"Oh for god's sake, shut up! You're the one who fucked up; you have no one to blame but yourself!" I look up at Meiko, who's currently glaring at me. Miku's standing next to her, with a much, much more intimidating glare... She scares me. If only looks could kill...

"I will whine as much as I damn well want." I mumble, downing the glass of sake I've poured myself. Meiko rolls her eyes, taking the bottle away from me. "Hey!" I pout, resting my cheek on the cool counter. 'How dare she take away my comfort drink? I'll remember this next time she's drinking...'

"What the hell is wrong with you! You shouldn't be drinking your sorrows away; you should be acting on your feelings! Find the courageous man we all know is hidden underneath this pathetic shell and go tell Mikuo how you feel!" I wince as Meiko yells. It seems everyone is intent on giving me headaches lately. I don't understand why she's so mad though; whether I decide to be a coward or not doesn't affect her. Well, other than the increase of money spent on alcohol... And having to listen to me whine...

"I agree with Meiko-nee!" Oh god, not Miku too. She's a perfect example of why I shouldn't get involved with any of the Vocaloid males, particularly those who have sisters. They're all as bad as Miku. Actually, most of them are worse...

I groan, putting my arms over my head as Miku ignores me and continues her angry rant. "Get off your sorry ass! I don't care if you never find your 'courageous man' that Meiko-nee seems to think you have! You hurt my baby brother, and I will not forgive you until you fix this damn it!" I glance up at her, then at Meiko.

"... Even she knows I have no courage in me, why bother trying?" I rest my head on the table again, listening as Meiko and Miku groan.

"Alright, that's it, time to stop being a child. Last time I check you're a ma- Last time I checked you're an adult. Get your act together for crying out loud!" I wince as Meiko grabs my ear, yanking it until I'm forced to stand up. She releases my ear once I do, and I rub it, pouting.

"That hurt!"

"That was the point!" She snaps. "Now push aside all your damn cowardice and go talk to Mikuo!" I shake my head.

"Why? He doesn't like me; I'm not going to set myself up for rejection." I stiffen slightly when Meiko and Miku's eyes narrow dangerously. What line did I cross to get this response?

"Are you really that stupid!" They yell together, in perfect sync. It amazes me when people do that. Almost like they've been rehearsing...

"I am not..."

"I beg to differ!" Meiko snaps.

"You're so freaking stupid! Mikuo does like you, dumbass! Do you have any freaking idea how upset he was when you told him you didn't remember what you said to him!" Miku all but screams at me. I shake my head mutely. I've really gotten on her bad side now... "Very! He was very fucking upset! Now get off your ass and apologize to him!" I wince, nodding and hurrying upstairs, away from the two angry women.

"Damn it, Miku's scary..." I pout, stopping outside of Mikuo's room. I now hesitate, suddenly starting to feel extremely nervous. Maybe this isn't such a good idea... I sigh, taking a deep, calming breath before knocking on Mikuo's door. "Mikuo..?"

Mikuo P.O.V.

I lie curled up on my bed, hugging my pillow to my chest. Miku-nee's been telling me to confess my feelings, but I don't want to be rejected again... I sniffle, burying my face in my pillow.

"Why is life so unfair?" I whimper quietly. I jump when a knock on my door grabs my attention, and I look at it curiously.

"Mikuo..?" I stiffen when I hear Meito's voice on the other side. Life really is unfair. I half consider ignoring him, but that would be mean... I sigh, standing up and walking over to the door. I open it, peeking out at Meito.

"... Yes?" He rubs the back of his neck, smiling at me weakly.

"Um, hey kiddo, mind if I come in?" I hesitate before nodding, stepping aside to allow him to walk in. He walks in a couple steps before pausing, turning to look at me.

"So... Do you want something?" I walk back to my bed, sitting down and looking at Meito.

"Yeah, um... Look, I'm really really sorry for not remembering what happened that night, but... Could you please tell me..?" He looks at me, almost pleadingly. He kind of reminds me of a lost puppy right now...

"Nothing important happened, Meito. You were just your normal, drunken self..." Meito frowns at me, obviously not convinced.

"That can't be true. You wouldn't have gotten so upset if that were the case." I wince slightly. He has a point.

"I just... Overreacted. I'm sorry. It's nothing you should worry about..." I look down, avoiding his gaze. I squeak, surprised, when Meito suddenly pins me to my bed. I look up at him, confused. "Meito..?"

"Don't say that, please... If I did something wrong, please tell me. Don't say it was nothing. It's killing me not knowing what I did wrong..." He rests his head on my chest, and I then notice he's trembling slightly. "Mikuo, I'm sorry for whatever I did that hurt you. I didn't mean to, I swear. I would never ever do something to purposefully harm you..." He looks at me pathetically. "Please tell me..." I frown slightly, hesitating before sighing.

"Don't get so worked up, you look like you're about to cry..." I sit up slightly, pushing Meito up too. He pouts but nods anyway. "If it will make you feel that much better, fine. You told me you loved me." I look down as I say this. "But it's fine. I know you weren't in your right state of mind, so it doesn't matter. Don't worry about it..." A few moments of awkward silence passes after I say this.

"So I really did say that..." He sighs quietly. "Wh... What did you say..?" He looks up at me uneasily. I frown slightly. Why could he possibly need to know that?

"I... Said I loved you too..." I murmur quietly. He stays quiet for a few moments. I'm half-considering kicking him out before I feel the soft touch of his lips on my forehead. "M-Meito..?" I look up at him, confused. He doesn't look up at me though, and instead rests his head on my chest.

"Say, Mikuo, here's something important you should know about me..." He sighs softly, the warmth of his breath brushing against my skin through my shirt, causing me to shiver slightly. He looks up at me, almost appearing nervous. "I... Never make a love confession... And not mean it... Regardless of whether I'm drunk or sober... So..." He hesitates again before pressing his lips against mine for a moment. "When I told you... I loved you... I meant it... It wasn't just some drunken mistake..." He nuzzles against my chest, closing his eyes. "The only possible mistake that could happen... Involving you... Is someone hurting you... Anyone would be lucky to have you..." He looks up at me, smiling awkwardly. "Would you allow me the honour of being with you..?" I blush slightly, staring at him for a moment before giggling quietly. He blinks, his face twisting in confusion.

"I never knew you were so romantic." I smile slightly at him, kissing his nose. "I course I want you to be with me." I cuddle against his chest. I feel his skin heat up slightly, and look up to see he's blushing slightly. "Aw, you're blushing. You're surprisingly cute." He pouts at that.

"I'm not supposed to be cute..." I giggle again, nodding.

"I'm sure." He smiles slightly, yawning and pulling me against his chest.

"You are most definitely cuter... Then me..." He murmurs quietly, sleep lacing his voice as he closes his eyes. I smile slightly, sitting up and covering him with my comforter.

"Of course..." I smile as he nuzzles the blanket, cuddling a corner of it to his chest like a child would with a teddy bear. He really does act like a child some times... "It's hard to believe you're an adult... Idiot..." I smile softly. Even if he is an idiot, I at least have the pleasure of calling him my idiot.

Yes. That's it. It's done... I rather like it :) What do you guys think? Reviews? Please? :)